Seeing Ivy Green with her mouth slightly agape, resembling a quail perched timidly on a branch, Morgan Reed couldn't help but burst into laughter. Her mirth was infectious and unrestrained; the moment it echoed, it was like champagne bubbles bursting forth, celebrating some exceedingly joyful occasion.
"Look how startled you are! I'm not trying to take advantage of you," Morgan teased with a grin. "I meant that it's no wonder you're part of the CP I'm shipping."
"I didn't think that at all! How could I misunderstand you like that, Ms. Reed?" Just moments before, Ivy had felt cold sweat breaking out, trickling down her spine. Morgan's joke had genuinely given her a fright.
It wasn't that Ivy was self-absorbed; having seen Morgan's film about same-sex relationships, she couldn't help but associate her with the character she played.
Reflecting on it, she wondered how she could have been so silly, getting so scared by a casual jest.
